changes

I am not a big fan of changes. I settle easily. When changes are inevitable, I get cranky. Oh, I do not mean I like routine. That sounds so uncool. And old. I like surprises. Now and then. I wouldn’t say no to an unexpected romantic dinner, or a gift. Or a sudden hug. I love those. The ones I mean are those that hit me right in my face, disrupting my thoughts and life. Unwelcome. Uninvited. Like taking a different route to work. Why can`t I just take the route I have been taking for so long? I know what time to leave home. I know where the traffic lights are. How long the light will stay red. The traffic flow. I am comfortable because I am familiar. Then I find out due to the heavy rain, a tree has fallen and clean up will take some time. So I’m forced to re-route. I despise that. Why did it fall today, of all days? And why that tree, along that route? Then I wonder what on earth is wrong with me. People are homeless because of Katrina and all I can think of is the traffic jam? How lame can I get? Another example is this blog. I have designed so many new layouts, with graphics that I like. But I still keep a copy of this current template. As I know a few moments after publishing the new layout, I will re-copy the old template and republish that again. I just know. Because I know me. I only accept changes after lots of kicking and screaming. When am I going to learn to accept life as it comes and just live?